Liu Chen stuffed the money he had scrounged from them into a nearly full plastic bag. Since many of the notes were ten or twenty yuan, he estimated he'd made about three to four thousand yuan. Making money on a trip was just awesome.
The group of roadside robbers were filled with regret. They had never encountered a situation like this before. Not only did they fail to rob, but they also lost all the money they had on them.
This taught them a lesson: when going out to rob, don't carry too much money. It's a lesson paid in blood.
"In the future, if you don't have the skills, don't come out. If you run into a master like me, you'll lose everything."
"Yes, yes, young brother, you're right."
A group of men in their thirties nodded and bowed to Liu Chen, agreeing.
Liu Chen had them remove the stones and then happily continued driving on his way.
The group watched Liu Chen's car disappear into the distance, their hearts bleeding. They had worked for nothing these past few days.
